$killz Over Billz II

[Intro]
That $killz Over Billz II you know what's up
Yeah, yeah, uh, uh, uh, uh

[Verse 1]
It’s a vibe, got to keep myself alive
So the trap’s for the streets, boom bap for the tribe
I’m a chill type of guy, but I’ll kill if you lie
That means sleeping on me ‘cause you ain’t giving me time
Giving me time to show you I can really rhyme
Young Sinatra in his prime Cole Forest Hills Drive
Sending chills down your spine with almost every single line
Nobody's ready for the day I finally shine
‘Cause I’m too bright and I’m too tight
To let anybody go and take what’s mine
Am I alright, I don’t know, I just might
Kill everybody that make me lose sight
Of a thing that I will never go asleep ‘till I attain
Everybody try to tell me Pres you suck you’re a lame
But I don’t listen to ‘em ‘cause I know I’ma reign
Over all the dudes that used son me and It’s feeling great
I got the skills I want the bills and I will never be fulfilled
Even if I have both, I'll never stop to chill
I don’t only rap for the money, I rap for the thrill
But I got to stack it up if I’ma build what I’ma build
Independent empire I will never sign a paper
I am trying to get mine, not trying to be broke later
Trap, pop, and r&b and not to mention rap’s savior
People want to be the next Drake, but I’m trying to be greater

[Outro]
Tried to tell y'all
I mean I tried to tell y'all but y'all didn't listen
Man that's on you, yeah